Horizon. Somewhere we should all be aiming for. The ever unattainable but always visible goal that everyone seems to be racing for but no ones is sure what they will find. Also the line where the ground meets the sky, it never really meets but sure looks like it. Thats all i got!
I wonder what it looks like, the daylight on the horizon.
I’m so far away, so far down… I don’t know if it even exists anymore.
Everything looks better on the horizon, but it’s nowhere to be seen.
Iceman
abyss. some black hole the unknown matter of life that always seems to matter more than the present moment. at times all consuming eclipsing the joy of today
I look towards the horizon, hoping for a glimpse of that sunrise that I had deliberately risked traffic to see. The sunrise that will feel like the one I saw in a dream, the sunrise that gives me hope to dream. Vibrant colors muted by fairy mists blossoming out into the radiance of sunlight.
Daphne
She sat there on the sandy land, looking at the horizon before her. She wasn’t sad nor was she happy but more content. There was peace and no longer a storm inside her anymore. She decided she would be all right from then on, even if a piece of her was forever gone.
I looked out at the mountainous horizon as we drove. I had no idea where we were going, or what would happen when we got there. My heart beat with such an intensity I though it might burst out of my chest and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
In the distance, well below the horizon line, strange things are happening. new things, wondrous things…terrible things. All things happen over the horizon just out of our sight. we are born knowing this just as we are born wanting to get there and see them for ourselves.
Safarigirl
On the horizon I saw what I thought was water. It turned out to be a mirage. Damn, I was so thirsty, not to mention hungry, tired and seriously annoyed.
It had been three days since I got lost in the desert.
Louisa
But how had they gotten him?
Cassandra had always figured that Priest would be immune to sirens. A.) He was gay. B.) He was /deaf./ Like, what the hell were they gonna do?
It wasn’t until something in the sand caught her eye that it all made sense. Words. Verses.
As the ship peered over the edge of Earth’s atmosphere, the crew awoke from a deep slumber. The sun’s glare shone over the planets horizon, and its beauty welcomed the crew from their tedious journey.
N/A
The horizon was fuzzy. No one knew what was to come. A soft ball of white was raising its face, coming to cleanse everyone’s insecurities.
I come over some thing that seems to me as a big hill, I get to the top and looking over I see the life I want to live, the future that only God can give, and the horizon that gives me hope.
Nathanael Cone
Dreams. Hope. Determination overwhelms me and makes me gasp. I will fly.
Sarah Tatum
You may be standing at the top of a hill looking at your horizon, but at every horizon there is a future.
Nathanael Cone
People usually want to see the sunset yet as for me the first thing that I really notice is the horizon. The meeting of the sky and the sea is just too amazing. It’s endless and it gives a calming effect.
Horizons are so far away. Distant. Full of promise. Indicating promise and progress, boundaries and adventure. I have a horizon.
Jacob Ray
The sun faded into soft reds and oranges, and I sat watching, legs dangling off the edge, willing to end it all. The horizon stared, becoming me to join it in its never ending line, but yet so finite in the minds of many.
Mary
“I know you, you have the potential to soar to great heights. You don’t realize that you are beautiful (for either gender you prefer), you are stunning, and creative, and so brilliant that you blow people away with a single sentence. Darling, the horizon may be far, but you can get there and so much farther, if only you tried a little bit,” my older brother tried to explain to me the day my world came crashing down. The only problem with his speech is that, I am not strong enough to believe him, so here I am, writing my last words with a quill my grandma had in the 60’s, standing on a ledge a hundred and fifty feet up. . .
The horizon glowed a red hue as the two drove down the empty highway. The road seemed to go on forever, and the people in the car didn’t know where they were going or if they’d ever get there; they only knew that they had each other.
Annika
The horizon seemed to span on forever as the two drove. They didn’t know where they were going, just that they were going there together. The pair smiled dimly at each other and clasped hands before breaking eye contact and staring at the empty road.
Annika
Over the horizon, is a girl looking for herself. She doesn’t know where to look or even howto look. She is lost on how to go on about it. How xactly can one find oneself if they do not know how. how do we become happy withut loosing ourselves. I think it’s opossible to find oneself without loosing one self carzy huh
sakhile sithole
In Florida, we experience the most beautiful sights of the horizon line known to man. I have seen sunsets in Miami Beach, Daytona Beach, Cocoa Beach, the beaches of Tampa and the West Coast, nearly every spot of Florida – even the keys. It is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen — and you may even spot a whale or a dolphin while you’re at it, too.
I love The view of a sunset just as it reaches the horizon. It is the kind of backround that one lovely girl would love to have for the seen of her lover picking her up and sweeping her off her feet and then giving her a long kiss smack dab on the lips.
“I love you”, he says.
“I love you too”, She says back.
Christine Cone
free space,freedom sunrise,hope dreams
Carmeleta Scharschmidt
on the horizon, i see my future. on the horizon i see what could be. on the horizon i see what i want to happen. on the horizon i see light. on the horizon i see a world that i want to live. on the horizon i see life. i see what has to be.
Kami
on the horizon they saw a star. a star that shine so bright they thought it was a sun. but it was not the sun, it was a star that was smaller than the sun. smaller than a star should be. it was a dream.
Kami
In the horizon I see my true self; free, running wild. In the horizon I do not see you. In the horizon I am alone and I am not afraid. In the horizon it seems as though I will be happier like this.
A neopolitan skyline crept just above the mountains on the horizon. Home. More of a concept than a place.
My hand wouldn’t stop shaking as I lifted my tray table up. I’ve never had a fear of flying. But something nested in the recesses of my subconscious was just screaming: “Go back. Go back.”
As we sit here hand in hand up on a grassy hill overlooking the horizon. The pretty bright colors and the sun picking from behind others hills. All of the colors complimenting each other in pure beauty. Birds chirping and shoring above our heads. The Earth cant get no more amazing. I thought.
Horizon is a beautiful in the morning when watching a sunset. I wish I could live in the horizon because it’ll be beautiful. I wish we would have it all the time but oh well
Mini Megan
I love to get up and watch the beautiful horizon.
Nicole
As the sun sets on the distant horizon the sweaty grip on the hilt of my sword tightens. Two days, two more sunrises, that’s all the time I have left before they come for me. That’s all the time I have to end the greatest villain in all the land. And what am I but battered and lonely?
Judith Lore
Over the horizon a cloud floated into the deeper violet hues of the sky. The wisps spread into one another leading my eye across and up into the coming night sky. One star twinkled and reflected in the glassy ocean. A moment that could satisfy me forever… so it felt. I let my mind drift and stretched out my consciousness to the farthest corners of the horizon and blissfully melted into the universe.
Eileen
It was the endless drive that started to get to him. It was like the world had become stuck on repeat. He was a glitch of endless repetition and boredom. He could see a destination but it remained out of reach.
g
Learning to draw a horizon in a picture was one of the few elementary school art lessons I remember vividly. Mr. Coles taught us in grade 5 that drawing a horizon in a picture was essential for creating perspective and adding realism.
theres a car named that but i really dont know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shane Novak
She looked out onto the horizon, scanning the skies for birds or other emissaries. When would there be news? She had sent the warning nearly two days ago. Surely someone had received notice by now! Why weren’t they acting? Didn’t they know the damage that would be done if King Val were allowed to cross the Wall?
Kate Windsor
It was a long, slow-burning sunset. The sky burst into flame in a pinkish hue; sparks dancing around in the clouds. Their underbellies glowed a dark orange and reflected into the water on the horizon.
Horizon. Somewhere we should all be aiming for. The ever unattainable but always visible goal that everyone seems to be racing for but no ones is sure what they will find. Also the line where the ground meets the sky, it never really meets but sure looks like it. Thats all i got!
I wonder what it looks like, the daylight on the horizon.
I’m so far away, so far down… I don’t know if it even exists anymore.
Everything looks better on the horizon, but it’s nowhere to be seen.
abyss. some black hole the unknown matter of life that always seems to matter more than the present moment. at times all consuming eclipsing the joy of today
I look towards the horizon, hoping for a glimpse of that sunrise that I had deliberately risked traffic to see. The sunrise that will feel like the one I saw in a dream, the sunrise that gives me hope to dream. Vibrant colors muted by fairy mists blossoming out into the radiance of sunlight.
She sat there on the sandy land, looking at the horizon before her. She wasn’t sad nor was she happy but more content. There was peace and no longer a storm inside her anymore. She decided she would be all right from then on, even if a piece of her was forever gone.
I looked out at the mountainous horizon as we drove. I had no idea where we were going, or what would happen when we got there. My heart beat with such an intensity I though it might burst out of my chest and I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
In the distance, well below the horizon line, strange things are happening. new things, wondrous things…terrible things. All things happen over the horizon just out of our sight. we are born knowing this just as we are born wanting to get there and see them for ourselves.
On the horizon I saw what I thought was water. It turned out to be a mirage. Damn, I was so thirsty, not to mention hungry, tired and seriously annoyed.
It had been three days since I got lost in the desert.
But how had they gotten him?
Cassandra had always figured that Priest would be immune to sirens. A.) He was gay. B.) He was /deaf./ Like, what the hell were they gonna do?
It wasn’t until something in the sand caught her eye that it all made sense. Words. Verses.
Priest had always been a sucker for poetry.
But how had they gotten him?
Cassandra had always figured that Priest would be immune to sirens. A.) He was gay. B.) He was /deaf./
It wasn’t until something in the sand caught her eye that it all made sense. Words. Verses.
Priest had always been a sucker for poetry.
As the ship peered over the edge of Earth’s atmosphere, the crew awoke from a deep slumber. The sun’s glare shone over the planets horizon, and its beauty welcomed the crew from their tedious journey.
The horizon was fuzzy. No one knew what was to come. A soft ball of white was raising its face, coming to cleanse everyone’s insecurities.
I come over some thing that seems to me as a big hill, I get to the top and looking over I see the life I want to live, the future that only God can give, and the horizon that gives me hope.
Dreams. Hope. Determination overwhelms me and makes me gasp. I will fly.
You may be standing at the top of a hill looking at your horizon, but at every horizon there is a future.
People usually want to see the sunset yet as for me the first thing that I really notice is the horizon. The meeting of the sky and the sea is just too amazing. It’s endless and it gives a calming effect.
Horizons are so far away. Distant. Full of promise. Indicating promise and progress, boundaries and adventure. I have a horizon.
The sun faded into soft reds and oranges, and I sat watching, legs dangling off the edge, willing to end it all. The horizon stared, becoming me to join it in its never ending line, but yet so finite in the minds of many.
“I know you, you have the potential to soar to great heights. You don’t realize that you are beautiful (for either gender you prefer), you are stunning, and creative, and so brilliant that you blow people away with a single sentence. Darling, the horizon may be far, but you can get there and so much farther, if only you tried a little bit,” my older brother tried to explain to me the day my world came crashing down. The only problem with his speech is that, I am not strong enough to believe him, so here I am, writing my last words with a quill my grandma had in the 60’s, standing on a ledge a hundred and fifty feet up. . .
The horizon glowed a red hue as the two drove down the empty highway. The road seemed to go on forever, and the people in the car didn’t know where they were going or if they’d ever get there; they only knew that they had each other.
The horizon seemed to span on forever as the two drove. They didn’t know where they were going, just that they were going there together. The pair smiled dimly at each other and clasped hands before breaking eye contact and staring at the empty road.
Over the horizon, is a girl looking for herself. She doesn’t know where to look or even howto look. She is lost on how to go on about it. How xactly can one find oneself if they do not know how. how do we become happy withut loosing ourselves. I think it’s opossible to find oneself without loosing one self carzy huh
In Florida, we experience the most beautiful sights of the horizon line known to man. I have seen sunsets in Miami Beach, Daytona Beach, Cocoa Beach, the beaches of Tampa and the West Coast, nearly every spot of Florida – even the keys. It is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen — and you may even spot a whale or a dolphin while you’re at it, too.
I love The view of a sunset just as it reaches the horizon. It is the kind of backround that one lovely girl would love to have for the seen of her lover picking her up and sweeping her off her feet and then giving her a long kiss smack dab on the lips.
“I love you”, he says.
“I love you too”, She says back.
free space,freedom sunrise,hope dreams
on the horizon, i see my future. on the horizon i see what could be. on the horizon i see what i want to happen. on the horizon i see light. on the horizon i see a world that i want to live. on the horizon i see life. i see what has to be.
on the horizon they saw a star. a star that shine so bright they thought it was a sun. but it was not the sun, it was a star that was smaller than the sun. smaller than a star should be. it was a dream.
In the horizon I see my true self; free, running wild. In the horizon I do not see you. In the horizon I am alone and I am not afraid. In the horizon it seems as though I will be happier like this.
A neopolitan skyline crept just above the mountains on the horizon. Home. More of a concept than a place.
My hand wouldn’t stop shaking as I lifted my tray table up. I’ve never had a fear of flying. But something nested in the recesses of my subconscious was just screaming: “Go back. Go back.”
As we sit here hand in hand up on a grassy hill overlooking the horizon. The pretty bright colors and the sun picking from behind others hills. All of the colors complimenting each other in pure beauty. Birds chirping and shoring above our heads. The Earth cant get no more amazing. I thought.
Horizon is a beautiful in the morning when watching a sunset. I wish I could live in the horizon because it’ll be beautiful. I wish we would have it all the time but oh well
I love to get up and watch the beautiful horizon.
As the sun sets on the distant horizon the sweaty grip on the hilt of my sword tightens. Two days, two more sunrises, that’s all the time I have left before they come for me. That’s all the time I have to end the greatest villain in all the land. And what am I but battered and lonely?
Over the horizon a cloud floated into the deeper violet hues of the sky. The wisps spread into one another leading my eye across and up into the coming night sky. One star twinkled and reflected in the glassy ocean. A moment that could satisfy me forever… so it felt. I let my mind drift and stretched out my consciousness to the farthest corners of the horizon and blissfully melted into the universe.
It was the endless drive that started to get to him. It was like the world had become stuck on repeat. He was a glitch of endless repetition and boredom. He could see a destination but it remained out of reach.
Learning to draw a horizon in a picture was one of the few elementary school art lessons I remember vividly. Mr. Coles taught us in grade 5 that drawing a horizon in a picture was essential for creating perspective and adding realism.
theres a car named that but i really dont know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She looked out onto the horizon, scanning the skies for birds or other emissaries. When would there be news? She had sent the warning nearly two days ago. Surely someone had received notice by now! Why weren’t they acting? Didn’t they know the damage that would be done if King Val were allowed to cross the Wall?
It was a long, slow-burning sunset. The sky burst into flame in a pinkish hue; sparks dancing around in the clouds. Their underbellies glowed a dark orange and reflected into the water on the horizon.
“The horizon was beautiful this morning,”said Hannah. The day was going to be great.